Gremlins: NY (Homeland)

Newcomers to Buffalo (New York) find the right-medicine for a troll-mutation 'leviathan' post-error in care for a lovable mystical creature-pet named Gizmo.

A 'bright' fanfiction of the iconic 1980s film about pets-and-poison, Gremlins (Joe Dante). Hope you like, 

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Amlan and Marcus and Ezzy had just settled into their new (shared) townhouse in great Buffalo (New York) in anticipation of the Xmas-consumerism season of sports light and traffic-festivity and lasagna-hospitality-readings and found their way to a Chinese-eatery where an old sage gifted the trio with a cute and mysterious miniature-pet 'creature' called a Gremlin. The sage, Yang, promised the trio they'd be happy and content, but they needed to heed his very-special advice.

YANG: Don't feed the Gremlin ('Gizmo'), only 12 (noon and midnight) but between!

AMLAN: That's quite strict, for a festive-merry Xmas season for Buffalo wings!

MARCUS: You certain this ignorance of the advice (Yang) is wise, pal?

AMLAN: What's the worst that can happen, and who'd not like the light joke on Facebook?

MARCUS: Fine.

EZZY: Isn't the greatest mall ever?

GIZMO: Yeah, yeah!
EZZY: Well, it seems your two 'father-figures' (Amlan/Marcus) would really envy us now!

GIZMO: Me hungry, Ezzy.

EZZY: Let's get you some pintos-and-cheese (just 3 small spoons), for mall-fever, Gizmo.

GIZMO: Yes.

Ezzy made an awful error in getting Gizmo some Mexican bite(s) at 11am, not the creature's prescribed time-window for feeding, and the Gremlin was too 'giddy' to notice on its own (damn). Suddenly, Ezzy had a monster-leviathan 'issue' when Gizmo multiplied into 2, and its twin mutated into a troll named Spike (wow).

SPIKE: Me hate you!

EZZY: Oh boy...not Facebook like.

Gizmo had been a great pal to Amlan/Marcus/Ezzy, and the creature loved driving in its little toy-auto car that they got Gizmo for Xmas in Buffalo (NY). However, Spike was nothing like Gizmo, the original wonderful pet-friend procured from Yang. This was not a positive social media message or consumerism-tale for mall-lore for Ezzy (or anyone!).

MARCUS: What the hell do we do (now)?
AMLAN: I'll get a water gun, insert a thin-glass tube in the shooting piston, for HCL.

MARCUS: You're going to burn Spike with acid, pal (evil)?

AMLAN: That troll's gonna bite someone's ears off, Marcus, and we've to end this (all)!

MARCUS: Damn (bad photo-synthesis).

The plan worked and the acid-gun shots were effective-enough to frighten the troll-mutant into a cage Ezzy procured for their mall-chase that Xmas-in-NY. However, Yang was heartbroken. He admonished the trio, newbies for Buffalo-Xmas spirit-light, and informed them their acid-hunt was the right labor of punishment(s) and declared his agenda to take-away Gizmo (and Spike) to an African jungle (damn). Thus ended a humiliation-story which nevertheless resulted in a micro-miracle for Amlan/Marcus/Ezzy who were relieved and promised next-time to consider getting a rabbit or a dog...and feeding the creature with the right direction (ha).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)